This is the most unusual story of a most unusual girl

I suppose I could do some crossposting action:

Bleh, so many things I have to do today. I've got to go to the bank, pay some bills. My mom wants to borrow money from me. She really picked the wrong time to be wanting money. I haven't even paid my speeding tickets yet, and my computer bill is way past due, and I gotta pay the phone bill. Damn. Hopefully tips will be good these past couple days. She didn't tell me how much she needed, but I'm guessing it will be a couple hundred.

At least it's for a good reason. My step-sister's mom has a puppy that she needs to get rid of, so my mom decided to take it in, as if they don't have enough animals in the house. He used to live out in Porcupine where he may have gotten bitten by a snake or something, so his poor little face is all swollen. They've been feeding him benadryl and putting medicine on his face and it seems to be getting better, but part of the money that I will lend my mom will go towards taking him to the vet. He really is a cute little guy. And he's actually a puppy! But Jake is still my good buddy. Whenever I go to see him, he likes to sit on my lap, which is a dangerous feat since he's a big dog. He's a good dog. They all are. I'm not sure how my mom convinced Larry to get Jake, and on top of that, a couple weeks later, an actual puppy, but she did. My mom rocks.

I feel like I should update since I haven't in a couple weeks. I've probably been spending way too much time at KJ's and Matt's, but these past two nights I've stayed at home. Being at home makes me realize how much I missed my cat. She's so pretty and cute and she looooves me.

Speaking of cats, I've had to chase Belle all around our house four times in the past two days because she keeps getting out. I swear to God, that cat hates me. And she always seems to get out at night, too. Damn cat. Anyway, there's a cute little boy cat that is the exact same size as Belle and the same color, but the only difference is he has cream colored feeties and a cream colored nose. Now whenever I go chase Belle, this little guy always comes up and lets me pet him and scratch his chin. And he purrs and purrs. I almost want to leave Belle outside and take in this little guy as a replacement. He's so much nicer and he likes me. Maybe nobody would notice if I just added a new cat without telling them.

Speaking of adding new pets, my mom got a new dog today! I haven't gotten a chance to see him yet, since she got him when I was at work, but all I know is that he's a border collie/Australian shepherd mix. Oh, and he's eight months old. I hope he's cute. I wish my mom would have gotten a younger puppy because they're so much cuter and more fun, but I suppose this one will do.

Yesterday since I had nothing better to do, I went to Wal-Mart and bought some new sheets and a new comforter since that damn cat peed on my last one I bought. My sheets are bright pink and my comforter is a shiny/silky purple. It's purdy and colorful now. Now I must remember to keep my door closed at all times so little Aspyn won't pee on it. I keep asking the Marie and the Dustin when they'll get him neutered, but they say they'll do it when they can afford it. Blergh, they should do it now! I said to Dustin, "I'll neuter him for ya!" but that sounded more like a threat than a friendly visit to the vet. Anyway, my sheets and comforter are neat.

I watched a new episode of Six Feet Under tonight on TV. That show just knows how to suck me in. I don't think a show has ever had me so absorbed before (other than The OC, but that's for different reasons). All of the characters are just so real and dysfunctional, and I'm attached to every one of them. I'm realizing how sad and pathetic I am making myself sound because I am aware that it is just a TV show, but this is good TV people! Man oh man, am I tired. It's bedtime for this girl.

Oh man, is it wrong that I'm finding this Special Olympics song by Stephen Lynch way too funny? I'm cracking up here. Everybody download this song. It's hilarious. I mean...no...downloading stuff is bad. Umm but do it anyway. Alright, good night.

My latest search referral:

"sex with girl while boyfriend watches"

What? Who are these people? And why do they think that they'll be able to find all the answers to this kind of thing on my blog? People are definitely strange...

It's 12:47. I've been awake for approximately 45 minutes, but all I want to do is go back to bed. Yep. Good night.

I am so so antsy these days. I just can't seem to stay at home anymore. Since Thursday, I've been out every single night. And when I'm home, I just can't stand it; I want to go out. I think Marie and Dustin are a little mad at me because I haven't been spending much time with them lately. This is true, but every time I've asked Marie to do something with me, she always tells me that she's too tired. I feel like Marie and I are pretty distant right now, and that makes me a little sad. I told her that one of these days we'll have to find a day that we both have off and hang out. But then she said she doesn't like planning ahead like that. I think she's just making excuses. Anyway, we are going to the water slides tomorrow and possibly seeing Spiderman 2 since we all have the day off, and it's her brother's birthday. Did I mention that Marie's dad and brother live here now? It'll be weird spending time with her dad and brother since I've never met them before.

So I decided I'm not going to school this semester. I will go back, hopefully next semester, but I would like some time to maybe catch up on my bills. I was only planning on going back part-time in the fall anyway, so what's cutting it back a little more, eh? What I would really like to do is move to Spearfish and go to school there. But I don't want to live in the dorms, I know that for sure. And I need to take my cat with me. Oh, and I need a job. And a place to live. And a major. I really like living here, so I could commute every day, but that gets pretty damn expensive. I just don't know. This is why I'm not going to school next semester. I can't decide anything. It takes me twenty minutes to decide what I want at McDonald's. Therefore, on the important decisions it could take years before I actually decide what would be right for me.

I wish Nicole was here. I miss her. :-(

It is 3:00 am and my eye hurts. I don't think I'm awake because of my eye, but I am still quite wondering why I am not asleep. I bought Six Feet Under today at Best Buy. I was greeted by the greeter dude, and I walked in to see how much the DVD was, decided that it was cheaper than at Wal-Mart and walked right out. As I was leaving, the greeter man said to me, "That was a fast visit!" And then I told him that I was looking for Six Feet Under but it was cheaper at Wal-Mart. He then told me, "Well you know, we match any prices that have the item cheaper if you wanted to talk to the customer service gal!" So I did just that, even though I didn't really care if I had to go to Wally World since we are, in fact, best friends. But the customer service lady called up my best friend, Wal-Mart, and sure enough, it was $4 cheaper. Then as the lady was ringing it up, she informed me that Six Feet Under was actually $69.00 on sale instead of the $83.00 they had it marked for. So instead of just trucking on down to Wal-Mart after checking out the price, I ended up saving $10. That is awesome. This story is totally pointless, but leave me alone it's 3:00 am.

I want some gummy bears, but I just brushed my teeth. But I want gummy bears! I'll be alright.

Amy is having a party tomorrow today. Is it wrong that I'm mildly amused to see how it might turn out? I mean her trailer is so small, it can barely even fit Amy and her mom in there. Not that there will be many people there anyway. I dunno, I'm going to her party, but I am not in any mood to drink. Well that might change by tomorrow, but I doubt it. I just don't know. Party at Amy's...whoo!

Whoa. Tonight was so awesome. I don't think it should be legal to have as much fun as we did tonight. I drank some, sang a few songs, and I even danced with total strangers! The first guy who asked me to dance, wanted to slow dance to Tim McGraw's "Don't Take the Girl" (yes it seemed to be country music night because that's what 3/4 of the songs were...how annoying). Things started off alright, but then in the middle of the song, he slapped my ass, and since I am not used to any guys taking interest in my ass, let alone slapping it, I ended that dance abruptly. And then that guy wouldn't stop leaving us alone and he kept asking us for money(not that it matters, but he was a Native), because apparently his girlfriend had his wallet.

The other guy who wanted to dance with me, although quite drunk, was a pretty good dancer and not bad of a singer, either. He carried a water bottle full of whiskey in his back pocket because he said drinks at the bar are just too damn expensive. He kept trying to offer me swigs of his whiskey under the table. I asked him why he didn't just get drunk with his whiskey at home and he said, "Because then I wouldn't get to meet people like you!" Aww, my first drunken pick-up line.

The funniest thing that happened tonight was when a guy came to our table wanting to borrow our karaoke book. I let him take our book and gave him a slip to write his name and song on. A couple minutes later, he came back asking me if I had anything to write with. I had been using my eyeliner pencil to write with all night since I didn't want to keep bothering the bartender for a pen every two seconds, so I went ahead and let him use it. A couple minutes after that, he returned my eyeliner pencil and said, "Hey, you left this at my house last night when you were there naked!" Oh, good times.

Man, I really should go out with just Amy and Dawn more often. Having guys with us at the bars just seems to cramp my style. ;) Kidding. Seriously, I had a great time. I can't wait until next Monday. Turning 21 is the best thing that's ever happened to me!

I've been rereading my archives (because I do that sometimes), and I've recalled that there was once a time that I was actually interesting and fun and cuh-razy. And now I've gotten boring, not fun, and not cuh-razy. What happened? I used to have things to say. And now I sit at home watching Monk, and the thing that I look forward to most is finishing the first season of Monk so I can get started on the first season of Quantum Leap. I need some life-altering event to happen. And then I can be fun and interesting and cuh-razy again. Oh what happened? I need to post in here more. I've been giving my LiveJournal all the love. But you wouldn't be able to tell I've even been posting since I've made it Friends only. Bleh I'm hungry.